The protagonist wants to steal my script again

On that day, after An Minghui delivered the mat, he chatted with No. 04 for a while, and left the room of No. 04 until it was almost dark. It's your own room.

Until he opened the door, he was still thinking about whether the quilt he had just fetched from the fifth floor was enough for him to sleep in a room without a bed for a few days.

But after opening the door, he was stunned by the appearance of the room.

Warm yellow lighting, a comfortable single bed, a desk with a small bookshelf above the bed, a variety of reference books and information folders on the shelf, a stack of papers on the desk, and a red stick next to it The pen looks like it has just been graded in the middle, all this already looks a little strange, but it is extremely familiar.

This is clearly his own room, the home he lived in when he was an ordinary high school math teacher before everything started, before this series of tasks started.

If he hadn't turned his head and saw the still invisible sky behind him, he might have thought that he had really returned home.

It doesn't mean that there is no difference at all, maybe other people can't see the difference, but An Minghui knows it himself.He is used to making his bed after getting up every day. On the day he was pulled into the task world, he had just returned home and was about to sit down and correct the papers, and he hadn't had time to lie down on the bed for a while.

So it stands to reason that the bed should be very tidy, but in fact, he noticed that his bed was obviously a little messy, and the folded quilt was also scattered, obviously someone had slept on it.

It was obvious that such a long time had passed since that time, but when he saw his room again today, he suddenly realized that he still remembered the past so firmly, even this little detail.

That's right, after all, that day was an important watershed in life. At first, I thought I would just die in this inexplicable mission mechanism...

Standing at the door of his room and thinking for a while, An Minghui closed the door with his hands back, and then tentatively asked: "Hmm... that Mr. Temporary Agent, are you there?"

There was no reply and it appeared that no answer was received.

Not disappointed at all, An Minghui reluctantly put the quilt he was holding in his hands into the cabinet, thinking that it was impossible for him to cheat.

Message from the developer: What's the matter?

An Minghui, who was about to take off his coat and go to the bathroom to wash up: ...the reaction speed is somewhat...

Message from the developer: After all, I am also very busy. I always have to coax my little butterfly before I can help that guy clean up the mess.

"I'm sorry, I don't mean to complain." Seeing that the other party has seen through his mind, he can only wave his hands, indicating that he has no malice, "I just want to know the current situation."

Developer Message: Is there anything incomprehensible about this?Someone wants to please you and seduce you, so he made such a nondescript game for you.I can tell you that you are still immortal here, so you are free to enjoy whatever you want, including a series of not so good hobbies such as venting desire or inflicting violence.

"Well... If it's an illusion, I have to apologize for it. I think you don't like me very much?" As for the reason, even An Minghui couldn't say it himself, but he just had such an intuition, and his intuition had Still quite reliable.

Message from the developer: Don't get me wrong, I just don't like good people, and I didn't target you.So what else do you need?

"I want to know how to pass the game."

Message from the developer: I don’t know, after all, it’s not something I made.I suggest that you don't take it too seriously, just play casually, it's not a serious thing anyway.

Such an evaluation is really random enough... An Minghui raised his hand and touched his nose, then asked, "What about after clearing the customs?"

Message from the developer: I don’t know, I should no longer be in charge of the agent at that time.But after clearing the customs, you can probably have a face-to-face chat with the culprit. At that time, whether it is about this series of unreasonable tasks, or so many unreasonable departures in the middle, maybe you can take these well. scold him?I'll be looking forward to it.

"...Ah, that's it." He blinked his eyes and felt that he seemed to have received some kind of hint from the unidentified agent. The amount of information seemed to be huge, but nothing seemed to be revealed, "I know Yes, thank you."

No more replies from the other side.

So far, everyone seems to be telling him that he doesn't need to care too much, as long as he has fun in this tailor-made game.

but……

An Minghui walked to the window and looked down through the window. Although he couldn't see clearly after it got dark, and the distance was a bit far, he could still see the edge of the third floor, where he could just see himself. There are some people standing or sitting in the range on this side, because they are too far away to see their faces, but he intuitively feels that those people seem to be looking at this side.

Maybe they didn't have any malicious intentions, but there was still a sense of panic about being stalked by wild beasts, especially when combined with the initial setting of the game, it inevitably made him think: Could it be that wolves suddenly come out to kill people at night?

This kind of atmosphere does not seem to allow people to relax and play, and it seems true to say that revenge can be sought at any time.

***

I slept in the room I haven't seen for a long time, and I didn't have a very peaceful sleep, and I woke up early the next morning.

He used to feel that he didn't get enough sleep when he was working, but now he doesn't need to get up early, instead he can't fall asleep, which makes him a little helpless.

While washing up after waking up, he was thinking about what to do today, should he go on to the fourth floor to greet the rest?Speaking of which, I only saw one person yesterday, so I don't know what the others look like.

I can't say whether it's anticipation or apprehension, maybe it's because I'm more curious.

The author has something to say: The state is not good recently, I only write this thing, I am very sorry, I will adjust the state as soon as possible.

There are some words below, not mandatory, but I hope I can take a look at them when I have time

I was worried that these words would be deleted after being discovered in the last chapter, so I said in advance

After this article, I will not publish anything here again. The contract is not too far away from expiration, and this place is enough to disappoint and hate me

Some people say that dignity and feelings are worth a few dollars. Is there traffic here in other places?Can you make money by leaving?Disgusting is disgusting, can't you just bear it?

Yes, I also think that dignity and feelings are worthless, but I don’t think they are so worthless. I can’t do it by kneeling and selling children and then sharing the money with the most vicious devil.

An Bao is my favorite child, he gifted me some income, but also gave the devil as much and possibly more

His goodness should not be used by such a vicious person, I let him suffer this humiliation, I am very guilty

Since the development of this platform, I have an inescapable responsibility. Even if this responsibility is slight, it still makes me feel ashamed and remorseful. I seem to be a member of the devil when it is raging.

For this I have decided to abandon this place which has become stinking and that is the only apology I can give

Some people who choose to leave with malicious speculation are all little transparent people who can't get along, then I would rather be this person who can't get along than be with the devil

The name of a glass of wine cool may end here, and there may be a sequel, but it will definitely not be here. The specific whereabouts will be disclosed on Weibo with the same name in the future

The above is what I want to say as a glass of wine, and the following words are simply what I want to beg as a person:

I implore you to give other literary platforms a chance. Maybe they don’t seem so perfect and excellent now, but give them more traffic and more turnover. Maybe they will grow well someday in the future. You may Can you witness one or more rising stars grow into towering trees?

Maybe there are not many excellent authors in those places now, but every wife used to be a newcomer with only a double-digit collection. As long as you are willing to search and try, you will definitely have a chance. give up more desperate

If no one is willing to change first, then we will never be able to change.A Glass of Wine has decided to be the one who tries to change, are you willing to give it a try?Are you really willing to continuously distribute your money to a place that is so stinky, and even counts on you and looks down on you?

If you don't know what's going on, you can go to Weibo and other platforms to search a little bit. Here I just ask how many online platforms have you ever seen scolding its consumers?

In the past few days, many readers have tried their best to brush up the popularity, just to seek justice, but do you think we have sought justice so far?Take a look at the short message you received recently, isn't it ironic?

I am really sad to see those readers who have no interests at all who are working hard for us, but may still be unable to do anything, and even be ridiculed. in vain

How sad is it?I am such a big person, the last time I was so sad and powerless was the ten days when Anbao was shut down at the beginning of this year. At that time, my relative who was so close to my mother passed away suddenly. I even just came back from vacation. Seeing her well, I still can't let go

Some children say that if the author leaves, I will leave, but no readers will give other platforms a chance. Some authors may want to leave but dare not change to a place without traffic. Isn’t this an endless loop?

Although some people have already left, every time one more person appears in this kind of thing, there will be more hope, so there will never be too much, I can indeed leave by myself, regardless of other things, but I want to contribute a little in the end , that's why I'm nagging so much

Give it a try, just a little, please

Above, no matter what, thank you for willing to read my gossip